"Today, I only want Li Qingmian's life, which of you wants to die with him?"

Fang Yuan swept like a fly, and in an instant, he crossed the people of the imperial court and came to the center of the battle group.

"Fang Yuan, what are you going to do?"

"As a dream master, are you going to betray us?"

"Little thief, I can see your wolf ambition!"

……

Many dreamers scolded one after another.

They are all powerful among the five major forces, and they can survive until now, one is that the means are amazing, and the other is that they have the protection of saints.

But at this time, they were obviously stubble, and in Fang Yuan's opinion, they were weak chickens.

The reason why he was able to persist in the siege was completely due to the various artifacts and scrolls left over from the past, plus the sage commanded in the center, and the true sage Zhenyuan who was besieging was unwilling to pay the price.

"A bunch of useless things!"

He glanced at him and strode forward.

Bang!

A scroll was torn apart, and the streamer turned into thunder, smashing down on him with a sound like a bell.

The green smoke rose in the air, but the old mother of Tianshan on the opposite side was stunned: "Impossible...... This scroll of mine seals the full force of a true primordial spirit warrior! ”

"Look for death!"

Fang Yuan rushed forward a few steps suddenly, grabbed it with his left hand, and immediately grabbed the old mother of Tianshan by the neck, as if he was catching a little chicken.

"Ahh What are you doing? ”

The magic was broken, and at this time, the old mother of Tianshan lost her heart and let out a scream like a little girl.

"There is a grudge to repay the grudge, there is a revenge to take revenge!"

Fang Yuan's right hand was slightly forced, and a piercing bone cracking sound came.

This former dream master was powerful, forcing him to enter the Overseer of the Long Cave Heaven, but at this time, his neck was twisted into a strange arc, and he died so much that he could no longer die.

"Run!"

Seeing Fang Yuan's slaughtering power, as easily as killing a chicken, the rest of the dream masters were all heartbroken, and suddenly let out a loud shout, and fled in all directions.

Fang Yuan took a few more steps forward and immediately intercepted the four saints.

"Fang Yuan! You don't have to make mistakes again and again! ”

The Guchen sage stood up, his fingers were like plucking the strings, attracting the surrounding vitality, forming a blurry spiritual technique, beautiful as a dream, and turning into colorful butterflies flying, guarding them firmly.

Dream masters can also practice martial arts and spiritual arts, this saint, like the Hidden Dragon Venerable, has reached the realm of the true spirit of the law!

"I said it, death to those who stand in my way!"

Fang Yuan roared, and his right fist flew out: "Pangu Eagle Body!" Chaos God Fist! ”

Whew!

The howling wind, the blazing fist wind, and the strong martial will suddenly made the few remaining saint disciples scream and roll out.

Bang!

As if a flame exploded, many agile butterfly wings rippled with fire, and they turned into ashes and scattered into the ground.

The Guchen Sage was shocked, feeling Fang Yuan's strong murderous intent, he immediately stopped, and did not dare to continue to move.

"You are the descendant of the desperate old ghost back then, do you know that he was originally a big mistake?!"

Li Qingmian held a paintbrush in his hand, stood up with a calm expression, and asked highly, really worthy of the demeanor of a saint.

"I don't care which of you is right and who is wrong, I only know that my mentor has a deep hatred in the sea of blood, and I must not avenge it!"

Fang Yuan bowed slightly, and immediately a fine light flashed in his eyes, and a fist mark landed on the saint's chest.

Bang!

Even if he was a former saint, he didn't concurrently cultivate other supernatural powers, and at this time, he was no longer as fierce as before, and even the power of the dream path could not be compared.

The Demon Saint Pen suddenly screamed miserably, his chest was sunken, and the whole person flew out upside down.

Syllable!

Fang Yuan stepped forward, took the paintbrush in Li Qingmian's hand in his hand, and flicked his fingers again.

Shout!

The streamer flew, Li Qingmian's expression froze, and a blood hole appeared on his forehead.

After the Martyr, another saint has fallen!

Fang Yuan's breath was blazing, and the qi and blood on his body were masculine, like a round of sun, emitting a scorching light, dissolving all the remaining divine thoughts around him, and with a wave of his big hand, he also collected the corpse.

Even if there are no relics, the corpse of a Manifestation Dream Master is also very valuable for research, even after being deprived of the rules!

"Fang Yuan!"

The rest of the Dream Masters were stunned, and they almost wanted to shatter Fang Yuan's corpse into ten thousand pieces.

But when Fang Yuan raised his eyes and looked around, all his hateful gazes disappeared in an instant, and almost no one dared to look at him.

"Ahem......"

The Guchen Sage stepped forward: "You and Li Qingmian have settled their grievances, great goodness!" What's left to do? ”

"How?"

Fang Yuan sighed, and suddenly felt a kind of emptiness.

This kind of mood is roughly the same as the feeling of finding that the enemy has died of old age after going out of the mountain to take revenge.

Li Qingmian, the leader of the Origin Primordial Society, the Manifestation Dream Master, couldn't stop his punch, how long could the rest of the Dream Master live?

Even, surviving in this new world is the hell of the dream masters, right?

"Go to Hugh! Go Hugh! ”

Fang Yuan flicked his fingers twice, and the two Sevenfold Void Saints fell down again, and their breath was cut off.

These are the last two powers of the Yuan Chu Society, and after they die, everything that remains has little to do with them.

He walked in front of the three great saints, and at this time, these saints were disqualified, and they didn't dare to say anything more.

Even, the imperial court powers surrounded outside also looked worried, and took the initiative to get out of the way, allowing Fang Yuan to leave.

Even if they were both True Saints, Fang Yuan, who was fully open in Pangu Eagle Body, brought them only endless fear.

"It's time to go!"

The revenge has been avenged, at this time, everything is complicated, and Fang Yuan also urgently needs a quiet place for him to sort out today's gains and losses.

In the blink of an eye, his figure flickered and disappeared into the sky.

The remaining powerhouses looked at each other, and suddenly they tacitly cooperated again and began to slaughter the rest of the dream masters.

An unequal chase and escape war broke out all of a sudden!

The dream master, who was originally high, has completely become a weak person and a prey at this time, falling all the way, and blood is spilled in the sky.

And this kind of chaos will continue to spread outward with Yujing City as the center, and eventually spread to the whole world.

……

"Really...... What a long day and night! ”

Fang Yuan's waist was straight, and after walking out of the siege of Yujing, he immediately began to run wildly.

Even if most of the dream master's ability was abolished, he was a martial arts true saint after all, and at this time, he swept like flying, one step at a time, and in a short period of time, he was thousands of miles away, found a wilderness at random, avoided the cave, sealed the entrance of the cave, and arranged some small techniques to collect breath.

"Hoo ......"

It wasn't until he had done all this that he let out a sigh of relief and sat limply on the ground, with a crackling explosion coming from his body.

Even he, after a series of battles and being plundered away, is actually almost at the end of the crossbow, if the remaining court powers are bent on intercepting him, maybe he won't be able to leave Yujing alive today!

But fortunately, Fang Yuan's performance still scared those with bad intentions.

After all, no one is willing to sacrifice himself to test his depth.

If those dreamers were smart, they would probably survive a few.

"Imperial Court ...... Dream Master...... It's really a lose-lose situation, a piece of loose sand...... Of course, the dream master was a real defeat this time, and he was completely defeated. ”

Fang Yuan closed his eyes and entered a deep pranayama state.

……

It's a deep chaos.

Many dark cyan air currents surged, boiling and sweeping, and they continued in cycles, and I don't know how long they have existed.

There is no light, no darkness, no sound, no touch.

Here is the nothingness of everything.

Bang!

Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed.

At the very center of the day, a small flame suddenly spread.

Although the flame was faint, it emitted a light in the many air currents, constantly shining through the surroundings.

At the same time, along with the thoughts, the first thought also appeared.

"Me!"

"What is me?"

"Who am I?"

……

In the continuous thinking, many thoughts emerged, like fuel, so that the flame became stronger and stronger, and the scope of the heart light became wider and wider.

In the end, I don't know how long it took, the flames trembled, and I understood everything: "I'm Fang Yuan!" ”

Bang!

The entire void shook, as if enlightened, and the flames directly turned into a human form, which was exactly the appearance of young Fang Yuan.

"I actually encountered the question of the lost self and the demons! It seems that this time the dream master cultivation was deprived, and it was really seriously injured...... Is this my sea of knowledge? No way, I'm still a true saint, and I haven't hurt so much......"

But this space gave Fang Yuan an unusually familiar feeling.

He fixed his mind, looked carefully, and saw that this place was like a chicken, and holes appeared in the ground and void, like a dilapidated house with air leaking on all sides.

And this dilapidated house is still very unreliable, outside, more chaotic torrents are sweeping, constantly invading, almost completely assimilating this place.

"A more and more familiar feeling!"

Fang Yuan took two steps, and suddenly kicked something under his feet.

He leaned over to pick it up, and found that it was a long rusty iron rod, covered with dense patina and iron moth, and he didn't know how many years of vicissitudes had passed.

"It's ...... Mountain sword?! ”

Fang Yuan looked at this long strip, but he was shocked: "Here...... It's my real dream!! ”

He was not surprised that this dream was broken like this, but that this real dream could still exist!

"Impossible!"

Fang Yuan gritted his teeth: "The Heart Demon Realm has taken away the path of the Dream Master, and the true dream realm after the Void Saint is the foundation of manifestation, and it is also the seed of the Blessed Land Cave Heaven in the future!" Even the saints can't keep it! ”

"Unless ......"

His expression changed, and he began to explore again.

At this time, the real dream realm has decayed to the extreme, and it is only less than three feet long.

The original Eight Sword Formations had naturally disappeared without a trace, but Fang Yuan had found a few other rusted long swords, which had no spirituality at this time, and it seemed as if they were about to be broken at the touch of it, which was miserable.

"Here, it's really my dream, even if it comes to this point, it can still exist!"

Fang Yuan's face was full of joy, and in another corner, he found the stone statue of Elder Jiyin, and immediately had no doubts, and his expression moved: "Go out!" ”